World Book Night will take place on 23 April 2016. The idea behind the celebration is to use the power of an army of book lovers to try to put books into the hands of people who don’t read very often. Plan who you would like to give books to and how you would do it, then apply to be a Book Night giver on the website www.worldbooknight.org/ Some of the books you could choose are shown and there are books for teenagers and Quick Reads too. The books can be collected from local libraries. Applications close on 29 January so start planning now and good luck!
We’d like to share the very special poem written at a recent creative writing workshop. One of our regular partners Vanessa Goddard (Senior Tutor for Additional Learning Support, Adult Education) is running a Mental Health Support Project. Learners can self-refer onto the project and must have, or previously have had, mild to moderate mental health issues. All the courses offered are geared up to assist them in dealing with these issues and we arranged a creative writing morning with the help of Bibliotherapist and Creative Writing tutor Julie Walker. The group, who didn’t know each other, were initially a little worried about taking part, but over the session they developed confidence and stressed how much the writing session helped them.
Here is the poem they wrote which is read to the tune of ‘My Favourite Things’ from the Sound of Music.
The Sound of the Three Wisdoms
My son’s eyes smiling
And grandkids who love me
Tweet of the blue birds
The buzz of the wild bee
Freedom from worry
The stress and the woe
This is the way that my day should go
When the storm breaks
When the clouds crash
When I’m feeling low
I listen to favourite songs that I know
And then I begin to glow
A poem by
John, Russ and Rita
Join us on Monday 30 November 2pm at Wakefield Library and Museum for an afternoon of crime and cake! Christina James, the author of In the Family, Almost Love and Sausage Hall, will be introducing her latest D.I. Yates thrill, The Crossing. Join us for afternoon tea with Christina and treat yourself to an early Christmas present.
Free event but booking is essential please, tel 01924 305376
or email firstname.lastname@example.org
Thank you to Ian Clayton (above, leading the Festival writer’s workshop) for these reflections on the Featherstone Festival of Words. Visit Ian’s website HERE
First things first. I have longed to have a literature festival in Featherstone. I have longed for it ever since Miss Price, a student teacher at George Street junior Mixed, marched us all up Station Lane in 1967 to visit the library. “Our” library. The one that smelled like a library, of must and wax polished parquet wooden floor blocks. The library where stern librarians instructed you to show your hands, then wash them, before you touched any of “their” books. Of course I didn’t know then that there was such a thing as a literature festival, but I did know because I fell in love with that library at first sniff, that I wanted words.
Fast forward then to the Featherstone Festival of Words 2015. I walked into the library on the Saturday morning and the first person I see is an old junior school friend, who had been on that same library trip with me all those years before. She said “I know I’m early, but I’m eager to see what’s going on!” Then the second thing I see is Rebecca Jenkins pinning sheets of words to a wall. These words were written by students at my old junior school and every other junior school in Featherstone. “Look at this one” she said, “It’s very beautiful.” And of course, it was and it was written by a kid from Featherstone, given an opportunity to share words.
Featherstone Festival of Words was well named. When you strip back the whole reason for having literature festivals in the first place, it all comes back to words. Words that mean something to those who use them, those who listen to them, and those that like to share them. Words that become stories, or plays or songs, words that change attitudes, words that suddenly allow a penny to drop in the minds of those that we vote for to represent us. And words that start friendships, collaborations and turn people on to want to read more .Thirty some years ago, at a one off storytelling and poetry event at Featherstone Library, funded by the arts council, I went to see two Americans and one Australian who had been described on the blurbs as “performance artists.” I have to say that the two American’s were not up to much, they gave a half hearted show of their work and seemed lost, like fish out of water when they munched on potted meat sandwiches that the library staff had cut in to triangles at the after event supper. The Aussie though was a different kettle of fish. I came to know him later as “Thom the World Poet” and he gave a rousing performance of his own work and then an impromptu workshop, where he encouraged some young people who had probably been coerced into coming to make the numbers up. One thing sticks out in my mind over these years since that night. He said to one young lass, who was shyly trying to say a poem that she had written. “Be loud, be proud, say these words out loud, because they belong to you and nobody has found a way of taxing them yet!” Thom ended up staying in the back bedroom at my house that night. The following day I took him for a walk around my home town. I showed him the spot where in 1893 some soldiers had come to shoot at striking coal miners. I took him up the allotments and I we watched old men training racing pigeons and then we went to sit in the stands at Post Office Road stadium and I told him about the heroes of our local Rugby League team. He said “This is exactly the place where a literature festival should take place. This is where we will find the new words, a different language.” He told me that every year he was invited to Cheltenham, but that over time he had become bored with it, because people parroted the same old words. “My ears need to hear something different,” he said. He wasn’t kidding.
I think this happened in the middle of the 1980’s. It’s taken a long time then for a literature festival that finds different words, to come, but it was worth it. I think the real beauty of what happened in Featherstone was in the unexpected. I didn’t expect May Nock to come and give a demonstration of how to translate words into Braille and I certainly didn’t expect to see Peter Harris, the stalwart of the local printing firm to come and talk on the history of printing from Caxton to the internet. Neither was I prepared for the astonishing quality of the writing that came out of the two workshops I ran. You never really know what people attending creative writing workshops will come out with. At the event at the library on the Saturday, I sat and listened to words put together in a way that I had never heard in my home town and the stories that I heard were as fresh as new laid eggs. I shouldn’t be surprised by what can happen when a cheap borrowed biro is applied to paper from a copying machine on a stacking table, but I was that day.
“My Aunt was gay, in every sense of the word, announced Christine, then she paused, for dramatic effect.
“Carry on.” I said
“Well she was a lesbian, but better than that, she was also a spy, a lesbian spy. When she died, I never saw so many women at another woman’s funeral.” She carried on reading about this aunt of hers, who she described as a dislikeable woman who people couldn’t help but like. She then said “I’ve been wanting to write something for ages, but I’m not really sure where to start.”
I recalled something that the great African writer, Chenjerai Hove, had once said to me when we collaborated on a project, He said “I think you are like me Ian, you believe that the good story can start anywhere.”
I said to Christine “The good story starts anywhere and your book has started right here today in a room at the back of Featherstone library.”
Catherine was sitting next to Christine. She told a story about her father. She said “He never really talked about something that happened at the pit, that we had all heard about, but didn’t know the details of.” She went on to tell of how her dad had been one of the rescue ream following a disaster at Ackton Hall Colliery. She went on, “Dad decided to tell me one day. Three men somehow managed to survive by keeping their heads above the slurry that had burst into a shaft, but one man died after trapping his legs under a table in a pit bottom office. My dad cried when he told me this and it was only when he put his hand up to his face to wipe a tear, that I saw the blue flecks of embedded coal dust and scars and hard work on his hand that told me what a proud Featherstone coal miner he had been.”
Mark wrote about his mother who had fled the sectarian violence in Northern Ireland to settle here and find work as a dinner lady. She had a mantra” he said “She believed that humanity and “all you need is love” pulls you through.”
Dawn wrote about her Grandmother who had patched and sewn the ripped and torn jerseys of Featherstone rugby players. “Somebody had to do it” she said “they couldn’t afford new shirts every time, so the job of mending fell to my Gran.”
And on it went, stories that were half formed inside on the way to a lit fest, finding an airing, gushing forth as a stream of consciousness, words like water, words that told you stories that made you cringe, laugh, study and learn, words that took your breath.
It was the same earlier in the week when I did a session up at the Featherstone Academy. A school, that it’s fair to say, sometimes struggles to get the kids there to believe in themselves. One young student wrote “My street is like a man waiting for the sun to come out after the rain.” She put up her hand and said “Can you look at this?” I did look. She said “Is it alright to write that?” I said “Yes it is, and what’s more you might just be the first person in the whole world who has written those words about Huntwick Crescent.” She smiled like a slice of watermelon.
I asked some people who had taken part in the festival to give me an impression. Peter Harris, the printer said “Printing transformed society in 1450, in the same way that the internet has done in the last ten years. In the old days, words were the preserve of the educated well off. Yet words belong to us all and the way we use words encourages aspiration. Days like these, enable me to play a part in introducing people from an area less used to aspiration than perhaps some better off town’s, to ways with words. When I was young, I could read three books a week, I know that today there are some people who have hardly read a book. Their language is impoverished by that, so we need to find new and innovative ways to introduce people to words and reading. When you have a festival like this in your own neighbourhood you can make a start on that.” As an explanation of why you would hold a literature festival in a town not known for that sort of thing, it was the most elegant and well articulated I have heard.
Margaret, who works in the library spent part of her Saturday showing young people how to make a peg rug. She said “In the old days, a lot of conversation and story telling went on when families sat down to make things like rugs. Today has brought back memories that become stories, the atmosphere has been wonderful. Normally on a Saturday we get borrowers and computer browsers. Today we have been sharing stories.”
The caretakers who took great care in helping to make sure that the library was a good place to be on Saturday opened the door to let me out at as the evening events were coming to a close. I turned as they closed the door behind me. “What do you reckon?” One said “What to today?” Before I could say anything else, they both said in harmony. “Good do!” And it was a good do.
I don’t suppose it’s fair to single out people to thank, but Featherstone Festival of Words couldn’t have happened without the hard work and dedication of the women who work for Wakefield Lit Fest. They and in particular, Suzie, Rebecca and Fran, deserve a medal as big as a dustbin lid. We should also thank the members of the Town council who got involved and to bring it all back home to the library we need to thank the staff there. Things do change, all of the librarians on Saturday were full of smiles and nobody once asked me to wash my hands before I touched any books.
It’s a big publishing time for non-fiction books as every publisher hopes for a win on the Christmas gift market. There are lots of sport books and celebrity autobiographies of course, but here are some of the non-fiction titles that have caught my attention this autumn.
Ancient Rome is a fascinating period of history and is a part of the history of this area too- do visit Castleford Forum Museum to find out more. This title from one of the world’s foremost classicists explores how Rome grew from an small village to a great Empire and looks at how the Romans thought about themselves and their achievements.
The Hare with amber eyes was a fascinating read. In this new book, Edmund De Waal tells the story of ‘white gold’, the porcelain he has worked with for over 45 years. It’s both an intimate memoir of his life as a potter and a quest that spans a thousand years of history and travels the globe from China to Versailles and Cornwall.
The North has always known how to get dressed up, take itself out n the town and have a good time. I enjoyed Stuart Maconie’s sharp and witty account of his travels in Pies and Prejudice and Adventures on the High Teas and I want to find out what he made of his visit to Wakefield!
On National Poetry Day, poetry took over Radio 4 for the day as poets told the story of Britain and its people through their poetry. I only managed to listen to a few short extracts so I must dip into this volume to find out the whole story.
In one area, Britain is still a superpower. The creations of British imaginations from the Sherlock Holmes tHarry Potter, from James Bond to Doctor Who are known and followed the world over. Author and TV presenter Dominic Sandbrook takes a look at the meaning and success of British popular culture.
Even if I never cook a single recipe from it, I will still enjoy this book from one of the best food writers around and put my feet up to revel in his loving descriptions of good food and good eating.
Winter is the best time to snuggle down in the warm and read about somebody else’s travels. Paul Theroux has been to and written about all corners of the globe but this is the first time he has written about America. He explores the fascinations and contradictions of America’s Deep South and finds a profoundly foreign country n his own native land.
Which non-fiction books have you enjoyed or put on your Christmas list this year?
As the days get shorter and the weather gets wetter, we all need something to boost our mood. The Reading Agency have worked with Macmillan Cancer Support to create a new list of Mood-boosting Books. Most of the books have been recommended by people who have been diagnosed with cancer. In general the books are not specifically about cancer but have been recommended as books that people found mood-boosting before or after treatment.
You will find copies of the list in libraries and online here and all the books are in stock to borrow or request.
There is a varied selection of poetry, novels and non-fiction. Paris for One, The Green Road into the Trees, Ode to Didcot Power Station, The Humans, The Stories and A Man Called Ove are all general mood-boosting suggestions. If you’d like to recommend your own uplifting read, add a comment to tell us the books that lift your spirits?
Star Wars Reads Day: Fully Armed and Operational on October 10!
Once again, bookshops, libraries, and retailers are taking part in the fourth annual installment of the global event and it’s even bigger this year as excitement about the new film builds. This year children can drop in to Castleford Forum Library 9am-3.30pm, Normanton Library 10-12 am, Pontefract Library 1-3pm and Wakefield Library 9-5 to find a selection of events, activities or things to do as well as a selection of Star Wars themed early readers.
If the Dark Side you would defeat, Read more you must!
Wakefield Council Libraries have re-launched their weekly computer help and advice sessions in libraries across the district. The free drop-in sessions are designed specifically for adults without any computer skills, or for those with some basic skills seeking to expand their knowledge. There’s also help available if a specific IT issue has you perplexed – just turn up to the session and explain the problem to the expert on-hand.
The following libraries have sessions running.
|Library Location||Start Date||Time|
|Castleford||07/09/2015 – then every Tuesday||9:30am – 12:30pm|
|Featherstone||10/09/2015 – then every Thursday||9:30am – 12:30pm|
|Hemsworth||10/09/2015 – then every Thursday||9:30am – 12:30pm|
|Horbury||08/09/2015 – then every Monday||2:00pm – 4:30pm|
|Normanton||07/09/2115 – then every Monday||9:30am – 12:30pm|
|Pontefract||09/09/2015 – then every Wednesday||2:00pm – 4:30pm|
|Sandal||02/09/2015 – then every Monday||2:00pm – 4:30pm|
|South Elmsall||09/09/2015 – then every Wednesday||9:30am – 12:30pm|
|Stanley||08/09/2015 – then every Tuesday||2:00pm – 4:30pm|
|Wakefield||10/09/2015 – then every Thursday||2:00pm – 4:30pm|
Calling all junior astronauts! Join us as we blast off on a super adventure into space with Bob, the Man on the Moon. Adapted from the popular picture book by Simon Bartram, Man on the Moon is a theatre production with live music, brought to you by the team that created The Worst Princess and My Granny is a Pirate.
As fans of the picture book will know, Bob has a very special job as a caretaker/tour guide on the moon. Bob knows practically everything there is to know about the lunar landscape, and if there is one thing Bob is sure about, it is that there’s no such thing as aliens. Then again, who could be making all that mess? Find out as we sing and dance along in a family show that is out of this world!
Man on the Moon is ideal for children under 7 and their families. You can see it at
Thu 8 Oct, 10.00am
Normanton Library, WF6 2AR
Tickets: Free – booking essential
Tel: 01924 302525
Thu 8 Oct, 2.00pm
Featherstone Library, WF7 5BB
Tickets: Free – booking essential
Tel: 01977 722745
Produced for Durham Book Festival by New Writing North in association with Sage Gateshead.
There are plenty of special events for children at Lit Fest this year. In libraries we have lots of free fun:
Saturday 19 September: Lions, Tigers and Bears! Join storyteller Helen M. Sant for some traditional tales of these wild but loveable animals. Bring your own bear or cuddly toy along to the teddy bears’ picnic! Suitable for children aged 5-7yrs. Please contact Wakefield Library to reserve a place. Tel 01924 305 376 or email email@example.com
Wednesday 22: The Man on the Moon musical workshop. A chance for mini astronauts to put on their space boots and chart a musical exploration through the galaxy. Sing songs from the show, create the sounds of a star cruiser and meet some dancing aliens and other members of Bob’s fan club. Based on the book ‘The Man on the Moon’ by Simon Bartram. Suitable for children aged 5-7yrs. 4-5 pm Booking via Featherstone Library: 01977 722 745
Saturday 26: Festival Big Read. Dog Love Drawing! 11-11.30am at Wakefield, Airedale, Castleford and Normanton Libraries. Free, drop-in
Staurday 26: How to Make (Awesome) Comics Workshop with Neill Cameron. Wakefield Library, 2pm for children aged 7-12. Free but booking is required through the festival box office.
Visit http://www.wakefieldlitfest.org.uk to see the full list of festival events and to book